LUCIA LACHKOVIC
I KNOW WHO I WAS When god made me. and everything i write is about finding my way back to her.
MY STORY
HOW IT BEGAN
I had everything the world called success..
The image. The attention. The life that looked perfect from the outside.
And I was empty.
LUCIA
I am an author, mother, and woman of faith.
I write because I took time to pause. To ask honest questions about my life, my values, and what I wanted to see differently. To return to my original design.
The woman I was before the world began rewriting her.
I believe the things this world prices highest are mostly fantasy. The things that hold real value, family, presence, knowing who you are, living from the inside out, these are the ones we trade away without realising it. I write about that. From having lived it.
On a beach in Tulum, on the 15th of January 2025, I was baptised at 34 years old.
That moment changed the ground beneath me. The restlessness settled. The fight gave way to stillness. And in that stillness I could finally sit with everything that had happened in my life and begin to understand it with clear eyes.
My husband, Pastor J, is a man of deep emotional intelligence and genuine faith. He was the first man who held my value higher than his own need for me. From the very beginning he reminded me of what I was worth, because he believed it to be true. He never positioned himself to make me small. He simply trusted God. And in that safety, something in me that had been braced for years finally rested.
It was in that rest that these books were born.
I am a woman of honor. Woman of God.
I believe your body is sacred. I believe your value was given to you by God before anyone had the chance to take it. I believe integrity means living from what you know to be true, even when the world around you prices something cheaper.
I believe family is worth more than any stage you could stand on. I believe presence costs something real and it is always worth paying.
These are things I had to choose, again and again, until they became the foundation I stand on.
I am still becoming.
We all are.
I carry what God placed in me with care. And I write for the woman and the man who is ready to do the same.
To return to who they were always meant to be
Begin here. Wounds into Wildflowers is a free gift.
Enter Become Her, where the journey continues.
THE STORY
THE STORY
House of Becoming
